I had some delicious breakfast at the Lafayette Room after my workout; then afterwards I took a shower and called Le Salon at Tysons Corner Center for... a hair appointment. I usually look more different when I travel on my many humanitarian trips with my hair in a ponytail and plain, comfortable clothes. But when it comes to social and cultural events, I want to look my very best.Three hours later, with my black shoulder-length hair in a relaxed updo, I went into my hotel room, slipped on my. In the corner of every room, beneath every bookcase and immaculate piece of decorum. They knew her every secret.The slow creak of footsteps found her head spinning to the source. It crept by her door slowly, stopped, and returned. It became two coy knocks at her door.“Come In!” Marcella chimed, and pulled herself up to a sitting position. The blankets fell around her, their prison warped.Cynthia grumbled. Her steps were angry marching through the door. The shadows hid in fear as the hanging. Few drops went in her mouth and she made a face.So I decide to take her doggy style.I turned her around.I took me few seconds to locate her entrance.When I found it I inserted my entire length and started fucking her hard.I even started spanking her hard. She just loved it rough! She was one wild chick!I spanked her till her butt-cheeks became red and she asked me to stop as it was burning a lot!But I continued to fuck her with all my strength.She couldn’t take it anymore so she dropped on the. “My best friend? She once ate my pussy. She was SO good...I came and came. I couldn’t go down her, but I sucked her titties and fingered her pussy until she came.” I pierced her juicy ass, the visual of her and another girl on my brain as my cock began to penetrate her. I kissed Summer’s warm, moist neck and back. A guttural sound came from her throat. “Shhh....” I said, softly reassuring her, holding her belly. “Keep talking. Trust me.” Learning from my earlier mistake, I did not tell her to.